NOTES:

Sorry for the long break between chapters, I went up North to see some family and say goodbye to my grandma o(﹏)o
This is part 1, I thought I should just publish something to pass the time while I finish part two. Funny thing is I started this chapter just after I made the prologue, so it's been sitting in my progress folder waiting to be unleashed on the world. ヾ(〃^)ﾉ
Thanks for the support as usual!

It felt like she had been wandering around for hours. The sun was starting to go down, and Hana was a little hungry. She had originally planned on running away for a few hours and going home after she blew off steam, but she chose to stay our longer. She was incredibly angry at Jack, not exactly for lying to her but for yelling it at her over Angela.

The truth had been that Hana felt extremely excluded since Jack and Angela became romantically involved. She had only known life with just Jack, Reyes and her, and she had always liked it that way. When Angela came into their lives she immediately assumed the role of a mother, but as far as Hana knew she never had a mother and wasn't keen on accepting Angela's desperate attempt at playing the role. There was suddenly a lot more discipline in her life, and Hana felt like she lost a lot of control. She used to decide when she was tired enough for bed, when she would do her homework, eat and go outside, and everything seemed to be okay during that period of time. Her grades were the best in her class, She was incredibly healthy and fit, excelled at many subjects and was happy with her life.

But then Angela barged into her life without asking. She gave Hana curfews that didn't agree with her body, and regularly left her overslept and groggy, her grades slipped when "homework time" was introduced, and Hana didn't get enjoyment out of her hobbies. She noticed now, by sixteen; she was a lot more tired and chubbier than she used to be. Her tummy sat on top of her jeans ever so slightly, her arms jiggled when she ran too hard, and her favorite past time was now sitting in a dark room and playing video games. She blamed Angela for her sudden change of character.

She didn't expect to accept Angela into her life, and with her new found knowledge of Jack not being her real father, Hana felt like she had more of a say on her own situation. She didn't know exactly what her situation was, considering it was the only situation she ever knew about. But decided it would be best if she learned more about her family, culture and birth before she decided what she wanted to do with herself.

With the thought of learning about who she was, she decided she could go to Reyes apartment and ask him questions. Reyes always had an answer for everything and Hana could always count on him to help her through any tough time she was presented with. Reyes always proved to be a little more fatherly than Jack, but Hana never saw him in a fatherly light. For some reason she had put him on a higher, more respectable pedestal than Jack was on. He respected her and her opinions, and encouraged her to grow in healthy ways.

He wasn't the most mature person she knew. But he always had her safety in mind, even if that safety involved teaching her how to pick locks and shoot a gun. Reyes had contributed the most to Hana's growth over the last six years, and she had figured he was also responsible for her change of character, But more for the positive side of the mess Angela created. Angela and Reyes were friends, but he often cursed at her or didn't tolerate her when she was out of line.

Unlike Jack who was constantly excusing her behavior. She assumed Jack wouldn't stand up to Angela if Hana's life depended on it, and that was what hurt her the most. She had spent her entire life worshipping Jack, and seeing him choose Angela over her made Hana feel incredibly insignificant in the world.

She continued to wander around for a few more hours, but soon didn't know what time it was. The streets were dark and empty, the streetlights buzzed and flickered, and their whirr seemed to be the only presence Hana could pick up. It was starting to get cold, and Hana could see small bumps forming on her arms whenever the wind blew. She scolded herself for not getting changed before she left jack's apartment, but remembered she was caught in the moment of shock and anger, and never even bothered to think of anything beyond leaving as soon as possible.

"I guess I'll go to Gabriel's apartment." She whispered to herself.

She looked around and tried to figure out where she was. To her left was a small park, where a small swing set stood in the middle of a playground, it was old and starting to rust, it creaked in the wind, She remembered the park from when she was smaller, Reyes regularly brought her to it when she spent the night at his place. She was glad that his house wasn't too far from there, and continued to walk slowly down the street leading to Reyes apartment.

As Hana walked up the stairs of Reyes apartment, things started setting in. She realized what exactly had happened at home, and wondered if Reyes was aware of the situation, she silently hoped he was. She became incredibly nervous about the situation, what if Reyes wanted nothing to do with her now? She wasn't even Jack's child so therefore Reyes had no obligation to babysit her anymore.

When she opened his door he could just send her back home. She didn't have a home anymore though, she loved Jack and the life he provided for her, but as long as Angela was in the picture she didn't want to be there anymore. Tears burned against her eyes, but Hana sniffed and wiped her eyes, she wasn't going to cry yet. She would see Reyes first, and maybe ask him if he could give her this favor as a friend.

Hana fumbled with the spare key that Reyes kept under the potted plant outside of his apartment. It slipped through her shaking fingers a few times before she could firmly grasp it, when she did the metal was cold and made her fingers ache. She sighed heavily and slumped against Reyes door, was Jack really not her father?

She replayed the night in her head, the argument felt fresh, like it had just happened. The fact that she had been wandering around the city and somehow found herself at the doorstep of Jacks dearest friend had not quite set in yet, to her Jacks words just echoed through her mind.

"It's not like I'm actually your father."

Who was, then? Before Hana could ask she ran away, like she normally did with her problems. It seemed easier to run away than stay and find a solution, it seemed easier to pretend that whatever was going on WASNT actually going on.

Except this time it was going on.

Hana pushed the fight to the back of her mind and put the small key into the keyhole of Reyes' door. She was cold, angry, tired and really hungry; so she figured that Reyes probably had a good stash of junk food and a hot shower she could use. The key clicked in the keyhole and Hana pushed the door open silently.

"Gabriel I'm sorry to bother y-" Hana stopped mid-sentence and dropped the key on the floor.

It bounced across the floor; the noise seemed to be the loudest thing in the room. On the kitchen island sat a half-naked woman with her legs wrapped tightly around Reyes' hips. Reyes was giving her rough kisses across her bare neck and collarbones. Hana quickly turned around and left the room, her fist tightened around the doorknob as she tried to process what was going on.

A woman.

Naked.

Legs wrapped around Reyes.

Reyes with no shirt.

Kissing her bare skin.

Groaning.

Hana immediately bolted down the hallway, down the staircase and out the emergency fire exit. She was mortified.

"All adults are the same." She thought to herself, "all adults care about is sex and naked women."

The image still burned into her mind.

"But why do I care? Reyes isn't my dad, or my uncle, my boyfriend, or even my friend for that matter." The last words hit made her stomach sink. "Is Reyes my friend?"

She thought back to all of the bowls of ice cream they shared, all of the bubble baths where Reyes washed her hair and lectured her about something new, the times she woke up snuggled next to him on the couch, with the blue light of the TV still flickering in the silent apartment.

She remembered why those things happened. Jack wasn't there. Whenever Jack was gone, Reyes was the babysitter.

"He's my babysitter." Hana said out loud as she slumped against a tree she had found herself at. "I'm nothing but a child, and he's my babysitter." She started cry, hot tears seemed to pour down her face, burning her cheeks as they fell. "I'm nothing b-but a liability to them." She bawled this time, her chest heaving as her breathing became choked, she couldn't keep up with her sobs, and found herself choking and crying at the same time.

"Don't go saying weird shit that isn't true Hana." A dark voice said above her, it placed a big hand on her head and sat down beside her.